Best Demarco Poems

The suicidal King and the one eyed Jack
Were perusing the bar for a late evening snack
"How's her?" asked the Jack.
"Too thin," said the King.
"I like the women...
with bottoms that swing."
"How's she?" asked the King.
"Too plump," said the Jack.
"I like the women...
with a nice tight rack."

The...

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I was running up the mountain, 
Just dog tired,
Suffering,
My mind drifting 
Between the Infinite Rift.
My Aumakua (spirit animal) stops on a branch nearby.
He starts to chirp a mile a minute.
I cannot understand him.
For a second I imagine his chirps as something other than sounds.
This is...

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We hardly remember the truth
Victims of the Great Forgetting
We hardly recognize that history is popular culture
A screenplay of the past written by the victor

Just look at Thomas Jefferson
Author of the Declaration of Independence 
With his quill scribing the words, "All men are created equal."

We hardly...

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Twas the day before Summer Break
And all through the school
Not a single kid was studying
or following one single rule
The books were all stacked in the corner with care
while paper and spitballs
were airborne everywhere
The children would not listening to what teacher said
For visions of vacation
danced in...

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We all hear the internal clock ticking,
A self-contained Doomsday device,
Melting like a candle in the desert heat

Shaded by our consciousness,
We try to ignore the Fun House mirrors 
That manipulate our memory.

Our minds as flat as pancakes 
Are screaming for persistence 
And there's something that looks...

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Black Pearls

and Broken ocean shells

Cannot stop my love for you



We are shipwrecked

on a jagged reef

A pirate's treasure of booty

with nothing to spend it on



The curse is on now

it is the dark time

and the thunder clouds

grumble and groan



The rainbow above us

is not artificial

As Dylan holds that...

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Beyond the invincible Death,
Past the infectious Icons,
The ever-winding spatial staircase,
And the crack between Time and Space,
Lies the unconscious mind, the ethereal plane, and the land of the lost.
I have traveled miles to be here,
And there are miles to go before I wake.
On a vaguely familiar...

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The scene is all too familiar
(Except for the purple sky),
Has this happened before?
Deja vu on the edge of a waking dream?
In another life,
Or maybe all funerals are the same?

The same ceremony.
The same casket
(Well this casket is made of Phantom-wood).
The same sadness, fear and joyousness,
from everybody...

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Confessions of a Swirly Straw

The Swirly Straw said to the Clear Cola 
“I don’t mean to pry 
but I’m tired of getting double teamed 
Like some harlot in a trashy movie 
If I wanted so many ménage a trios’ 
I would have wished to be...

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I climbed to the top of the clock tower,
With the wind lightly at my back.
I positioned myself ever so slightly, 
And got ready to attack.
I brought back the bow,
And let the arrow fly.
I aimed straight for the spot in the center of the Bull's eye.
My...

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"**** without sound
Is not nearly as good," 
The girl with the scorpion tattoo 
Turns and says to me.
"Duh," I comment.
"It's as if a part of our 
Brain 
And sex drive 
Are turned off," she tells me.
"Turned off,
Would be 
The right expression," I smirk.
"I wonder," the...

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Confessions of Pistachio Pudding

The pudding said to the whipped cream 
"I love the way you feel on top of me... 
all light and sugary...but I have a confession 
I was not always a bowl of Pistachio Pudding 
I used to be Lancelot 
And 
I suspect...

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All is written by the same hand;
Our God is the same God,
Who is everything, 
Who is nothing.
Jesus and Buddha sought the same thing;
All major religions are the same
But different cultural aspects 
Make descriptions that are hard to cling.

I may be crazy, 
But I believe God...

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Frightful courage 
heavenly bad 
pessimistic optimism 
happily sad 
Zen monk buddist priest 
philosophic religion 
pleasantly painful 
colorless prism 
Green colored stop sign 
Oxymoron's twin 
ageless bartender 
with a twist of dry gin 
hopefully hopeless 
Paradise Found 
If a tree falls in the forest
And no one's...

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Swarming like insects
The development is coming
gnats, mosquitoes, and ants
They are destroying all the plants

Their buzzing sound
is more like the cash register going Cha-ching
It matters NOT, where you go,
like a mold or a fungus the develop will grow

They call it progress
They call it for the better
sly...

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